Verse > Anthologies > The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse > 224. From ‘Panthea’
Nicholson & Lee, eds.  The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse. 1917.
224. From ‘Panthea’
By Oscar Wilde  (1856–1900)
WE are resolved into the supreme air,
  We are made one with what we touch and see,
With out heart’s blood each crimson sun is fair,
  With our young lives each spring-impassioned tree
Flames into green, the wildest beasts that range        5
The moor our kinsmen are, all life is one, and all is change.
With beat of systole and of diastole
  One grand great life throbs through earth’s giant heart,
And mighty waves of single Being roll
  From nerveless germ to man, for we are part       10
Of every rock and bird and beast and hill,
One with the things that prey on us, and one with what we kill.…
And we two lovers shall not sit afar,
  Critics of nature, but the joyous sea
Shall be our raiment, and the bearded star       15
  Shoot arrows at our pleasure! We shall be
Parts of the mighty universal whole,
And through all aeons mix and mingle with the Kosmic Soul!
We shall be notes in that great Symphony
  Whose cadence circles through the rhythmic spheres,       20
And all the live World’s throbbing heart shall be
  One with our heart; the stealthy creeping years
Have lost their terrors now, we shall not die,
The Universe itself shall be our Immortality!



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